Bad Dreams of Winter

Daily writing prompt
Whatโ€™s the thing youโ€™re most scared to do? What would it take to get you to do it?

I’ve known people who are happiest in the winter. I dated one for one awful August. It was, “Winter is so wonderful! I can’t wait till December !” Being it was a hot, humid August in Baltimore, I could tolerate this for a while, since my crush was an incredible woman, a great conversationalist, and otherwise a great partner. Then I realized that this lady would be going on about this forever. Perhaps she’d agitate for a move to the Arctic Circle, or something equally distasteful. I, being a winter hater, made for the exit signs.

A close-up of a thermometer displaying temperatures in Fahrenheit and Celsius, with the reading showing a temperature well below freezing, set against a snowy outdoor background.

So there you have it. What am I afraid of? Waking up to an endless winter. Now don’t get me wrong. I have several pairs of show Shoes in my shed, and I’ve been known to enjoy snowshoeing through the woods. But not for months on end.

Solutions

I have a mild touch of seasonal affect disorder. To get through winter takes planning to maintain my health, keep entertained, and get involved in constructive activities. So far, this winter has been a positive one. The best bit of my action plan was to take some Physical Therapy. The exercises I’ve been assigned are working on some lower back and foot issues. I’ve found that my posture and balance are improving. That makes me feel better, have a more positive outlook, and be more eager for physical engagement.

Overall, these things offer support and structure, not a cure. The cure comes when the day length increases, the snow disappears, and the flowers in the woodland garden start popping up.

In the meantime, you’ll find me in the evening dozing in front of the woodstove with the dog and cats who pretty much feel as I do.


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8 Replies to “Bad Dreams of Winter”

    1. Due to a glitch with my Apple iPhone, I not only get the weather alerts for my city but for the city it is named for in England. Let’s see…yesterday it was for light rain stopping in an hour…not quite the same thing as 20 inches of the white stuff.

  1. I pretty much take what comes. Summer is OK except for the deer flies, but I can avoid them. Winter is wonderful except for the stupid gutter someone put in an event stupider place that puts snow melt on my driveway — BUT I got a machine, salt, and an electric garage door opener. I don’t know — it’s like I micro-manage the seasons. This year I’m simultaneously graceful it’s so warm and concerned about the coming summer when, unless it rains like a MOFO, we will be in drought. BUT what can I do about any of it? As I wrote on my blog, carpe the diem is about it. Hang in there, Lou.

  2. Oh, I hear you, Lou. No one wants to hear the same litany over and over. Too much snow and ice isn’t fun. You guys got hammered again this year and we get basically, zilch.

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